33 countries under her teeny crocheted belt. Some people think that, for her age, it ain’t nothing but a number. Sure, she can’t remember all the country names (and never correctly pronounced most of them). She can’t remember the tens of airports she passed through (though the memory lingers briefly for she’s got a photographic…
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Buying Anti-Malarials In The Philippines
Breaking The Silence (Or, That East Africa Trip)
At around 7:45 AM Nairobi time, outside Jomo Kenyatta International Airport. “Why are there so many dark brown people here?”, a dozy Luna looked perplexed. After flying from Singapore to India (with a thirteen-hour layover in Mumbai) then to Kenya, she was unbelievably hawk-eyed. She had an inkling that we landed somewhere entirely unfamiliar. This…